OF THE TALE WHICH THE FALLEN BLOODFIENDS HAVE FAILED TO TELL, DESPITE THEIR BEST ENDEAVORS (after battle)

<Huh...>

Unlike the Bloodbags back on the train, these ones can't come back from death.

They were all once Fixers seeking riches. Civilians turned guests, drawn to this place by its music. Each dreaming a dream of their own.

<I don't know since when, but I've stopped feeling anything about... killing things like them.>

... Yeah.

Sinclair replied, thrusting his weapon into the skull of a dying Bloodbag.

Hey, the weapons they're wielding... don't they kinda remind you of the weapon that Casse -

…….

- tti was using?

Decorated with blood.

Coagulated blood. Identical to his weapon in essence.

Is this how all Bloodfiends... fight?

If we're using Moses' family analogy, maybe they're something like his close relatives.

This must be the attraction that the Bloodfiend from earlier was talking about.

Looks like this one's the main attraction of this Area.

Bereft of choices, we are thus compelled to enter...